命运是浮萍,飘到哪里崛起在哪里。的确,人生的追求,人生的理想,有时候不一定是由自己去主宰的。黑白片般青涩的年轻时代,忽然有一天,我看了一本闲书,就疯狂地爱上了文学,并希望将来成为一名作家,吃香喝辣。那时候我刚刚来到大学校园,二十朗当岁,满怀壮志豪情,对人生充满了憧憬与希冀。大学校园里的功课相对轻松自适,已彻底抖掉了高中时的战备状态和疲于奔命。当时意气风发的我耻于泡妞,逛街,云游,就做一些高雅启志的差遣搪塞时光。于是学会了钻图书馆与滥无天日的阅读。 Fate is duckweed, floating where the rise of where. Indeed, the pursuit of life, the ideal of life, is not necessarily dominated by itself. Black and white film-like young age, suddenly one day, I read a book, crazy love of literature, and hope to become a writer in the future, popular drink hot. At that time I just came to college campus, at the age of twenty, full of ambitions and pride, full of life expectation and hope. University homework relatively relaxed and comfortable, has completely shake off the high school readiness and exhausted. I was ashamed of the high-spirited at the so-called girl, shopping, wandering, to do some elegant enlightened dispatched time. So learned to drill the library and indiscriminate reading.